The cheat sheets have been updated. Let me know if you spot mistakes.
Not yet. I'm about to attempt a space walk. Someone needs to check the outside of the ship, and I'm the best qualified. Stay safe and watch out for everyone, all right?
Jim attaches himself to the safety system, waits for whoever the hell that was that ran by to get a suit to leave the area, and then heads out into space to check the outside of the Sword for oddities.
(@PW: I wouldn't worry about the 'only one post today' thing if I were you. You run a much faster schedule than many GMs and do so with a consistently good level of quality.)
You strap yourself into the cable system and stand around, waiting for whats his face to do is thing stuff and leave, just in case using the airlock somehow pressurizes the entire hanger.
((Also, a kilogram block of Aster-EX Demolitions plastique, and 5 remote detonators.))
Okay, scratch what I said about being the same era, those Null-Gee beds are way older than the suit from the previous feed. Unless that dude's serious about using antique equipment.
Continue observation.
The camera pans around, showing more beds and various storage containers but nothing of any real interest.
"WHYAMISOSQUISHYOHGODITHURTS."
Scream in agony, whilst my shoulderblades GTFO.
((I think Cog has the highest handiwork? Not that it matters, with you in a lockdown, and me being strapped to a table.))
The strap on your throat begins bitting into your skin as the pushing from your back continues, like someone's stuffed an inflating life raft behind you and pulled the cord.
Sambo looks up from the clearly ruined dishwasher, it being obviously beyond his repair skills. He only had enough tools to fix most things, but a sledgehammer can only do so much. If only he had some duct tape and WD40 he could fix anything. Probably. He could at least break it even better than it was before.
"I can tag along if you want me to. I'm not a bad shot with a gun, and I've been itching to try out this kinetic amp since I got it. I'm a bloody awesome negotiator too."
Tag along with Feyri if she wants Sambo to, keeping an eye out for anything odd. Take up position in group for melee attacks (ie: at the front). Turn kinetic amp back on. If unneeded in Feyri's team, stay in rec room and continue watching television, taking in all details.
"If someone goes near the lockers, can they grab me my suit on the way by? This whole "no air soon" situation is starting to shrivel bits of me."
You watch the Tv while waiting for Feyri, marveling at how uninteresting it is.
"COME ON, I'VE SEEN THIS SHIT IN MUSEUMS! GET TO THE UNSPEAKABLE HORRORS!"
"Sweet! No 'eyeballs bursting, chest imploding death' fer me!"
Floki grinned within his helmet, slapping the chest of the suit with one hand for emphasis.
"Good thing I read 'at descriptive diagram-thingy that one time, eh?"
>Examine inside of hangar. Is this where they keep the shuttles etc, or is that elsewhere?
>Also, is any suspicious, possibly bad stuff going on?
>Search people's lockers, too. There could be shiny stuff. Or cutting tools.
The hanger is a fairly massive room and it's walls, ceiling and floor are all covered in shuttles of both standard and skeletal design, as well as some shuttles you've never seen in use. They look like they've been fixed to the walls and ceiling via mechanical lifting arms, held in place till they're needed and then lowered down. It all looks fairly benign.
A per the lockers they are, go figure, locked.
Seems like I'll have to touch it to investigate further. However, methinks that would be most unwise.
Examine the rust for any abnormalities that would perhaps give away its origin.
You're no expert on rust but it doesn't look like water damage at least, it's more of a brown green corrosion then the normal brown of rust. No idea what that means but, there's that.
Mesk jumps and bumps his head on the top of the duct, dropping his knife as he does so
"Fu-... Cockroa-? I mean, Victor? I really, really hope that's you. How long have you been up here? Have you seen anything... anomalous... in here? Hey! Can you show me around? What've you been living on? How are you? Physically, I mean. How've you been?"
Victor's hologram flashes between a scared face, some sort of snake and a robot, and a recycling symbol with a human face in the center.
[Location: SKYYYY ROCKETS IN FLIGHT]
Clearly this statue is out of place here. This must be the object of the vision Steve has granted him... but why?
Take the statuette and try to determine its purpose.
You float over and touch the statue and the world melts around you, the light vanishing and the darkness consuming everything. You look around and spin to look behind you. The man in the spacesuit is there what look like fine saphire threads trailing off into the darkness behind him, as though he stepped through a spider web. He holds the statuette in both hands, pushing it toward you, offering it. The threads on his suit are tightening by the moment, and it's obvious that he's struggling to stay where he is, to not be dragged back into the dark.
Ash woke up on the cold floor in the middle of nowhere. She was wondering how the hell she managed to get stripped and molested last night even though she's in a high-security individual prison, when she remembered she was being sent to the HMRC.
She slowly get up, resisting the nauseous feeling coming from cryostasis. She is in some sort of barrack. She feels a strange sensation as if she was not alone, but she ignored it.
"borrow" some clothes, and then exit the barrack, looking for the nearest person to ask what the hell is going on
You grab some clothing from the nearby box and wander out of the barracks and into the rec room, screaming "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON, WHERE AM I AND WHY WAS I NAKED?
((This is epic and I hope to become a part of this. I did up a character sheet and figured I'd put it here to... I dunno. Have people see if it's all right? I'm in the process of reading through both threads, in the 200-page-on-default-forum-setting range now, so the character's bit of backstory is based on what I've read and if it turns out shite because of something revealed in later somethingorothers then. Something. I will change it. If it matters. Which it probably won't. Uuuh. Anyway. Provided I've got the numbers and stuff correct...
Name: Derro Peters
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance: A dark complexion and deep reddish-brown hair at shoulder-length, dark brown eyes and a sharply angular face. Moderate build, 5'9".
Personal information: Derro has been fascinated with shedding humanity since his earliest childhood fantasies. Progressing from childish notions like vampires and werewolves to more sophisticiated escapes such as synthetic bodies and genetic modification, Derro would willingly throw himself into the ranks of even the Altered to attain that something more he is looking for. Simply humanoid is not enough--saurian or beyond, he seeks to make himself as alien as possible from his own species.
Reason assigned to HMRC: Attempted violation of genetics ban.
Stats:
Strength: 4
Dexterity: 4
Endurance: 3
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 4
Willpower: 3
Skills:
Speech: 0
Intuition: 0
Handiwork: 1
Conventional Weapons: 0
Unconventional Weapons: 2
Exotic weapons: 1
Auxiliary systems: 0
Medical tech: 1
Profession: Transhuman
Here's... hoping?))
Looks fine and dandy to me. You can now wake up in the barracks, confused, naked and doomed. Welcome aboard.
Travis sighed. Why were they investigating an anomaly? They weren't trained for this. This could jeopardize the entire ship. Maybe the AI is hoping we'll fail, maybe he wants to get rid of us...maybe one of us knows too much.
Travis rides his mount off into the kitchen, and tries to find an appliance he can plug into the wall. Toaster, can opener, etc.
There are a couple already plugged in, specifically a blender and microwave. You try them both but neither turn on no matter how many buttons you push or expletives you yell.
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